Upon hearing this, Fu Chenghao couldn't help but be slightly startled.
The distance is unlimited, doesn't that mean if he hits the apple in the other's hands within a hundred meters, he will have to hit the apple in the other's hands at the same distance?
"Is Fu Shao afraid?"
"No, I trust Feimo Shao's shooting skills." Fu Chenghao smiled, then continued, "I'll go first."
"No, I'll go first," Qin Feimo said and had already picked up the gun and apple.
Fu Chenghao couldn't help but be somewhat startled.
If he goes first, then he has to hit the apple beyond the shooting range. If he misses, he loses the match.
When it comes to golf, he hesitates not at all, but in shooting, Fu Chenghao has no certainty.
...
Meanwhile, at Paradise World.
In order to avoid Qin Feimo's assistant, Feng Jinglei hastily got into a car, aiming to shake off the assistant, not wanting to be monitored by Qin Feimo.
